Livin' the Life - Lyrics - Yung Joc

(feat. Southern Girl) [Chorus: Southerngirl (Yung Joc)] I'm just, livin the life, of a young baller shot caller Dope rider don't mind me I'm just doin my thang Livin the life, of a go-getter, no-quitter Gotta get to the money, get money money hey Livin the life Livin the life, livin the life, livin the life (I'ma live every day like a holiday) (Gotta get to the money, get get to the money) [Yung Joc:] I've been around the world just like dosey do Bet Joc Bangkok in Tokyo Big money by the bankroll, oh fo' sho' Ain't tryin to brag, just as long as you know Hey you, tell me why you actin like you're shocked Been gettin money since my debut dropped (CHA-CHING~!) Pop a couple tabs with my man and them Date an international chick now I'm landin them International suites now I'm stayin in them International freaks I'm playin with them I can porco hoes, hit the sand with them We *** all night then I abandon them Take a top model chick to the cabin man Call me freaky Jason, get to stabbin man She call a few friends, run a caravan I call a few friends, I love sharin man [Chorus] [Yung Joc:] You see I ball all day up in Amsterdam *** Swiss Miss chick and smoke half a gram She love takin snapshots on the phone cam Knockin out a ringtone that's a jam I see *** that every *** don't see I *** Brazil broads under the palm tree Convinced her to skip town, just her and me Hit the P and bank exchange my currency Now my flight leaves at 9, I can't be late Got a big dollar date somewhere back in the states M-I-A yo or Cuban bistro Feel the wind blow, from the seasho' Six hour flight back to the West coast Somewhere swank where Tyra Banks gettin close Or Eva Pickford, I really dig her I got some nerve to take this picture [Chorus] [Yung Joc:] Now you don't have to like what I do I'ma do me, and you do you I say that you don't have to like the way I ride I'm a G, and I gets mine Yeah I can't lie man, I done seen amazing places Amazing broads with amazing faces Persuade them to do things, I make 'em taste it Baby let's rinse off, we bathin naked Time to change clothes, we Bathing Ape it This lavish lifestyle, I can't escape it Leave no paper trail, the feds can't trace it Blow a couple hundred thou' around the world, let's make it Now you don't have to like what I do I'ma do me, and you do you I say that you don't have to like the way I ride I'm a G, and I gets mine [Chorus]